Qin Miaomiao looked in surprise at the ropes on her wrists and ankles, without anything sharp on her body to cut the ropes. She suddenly felt that Rong Lan's plan was just self-comforting.
Unexpectedly, Rong Lan said, "This is a warehouse, there must be something sharp like sheet metal. Later, I'll lure them over, you mustn't make a sound or be afraid."
Qin Miaomiao didn't know what Rong Lan would do next, but she was very worried. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Rong Lan might get distracted. The situation had already left her speechless, and if Rong Lan got hurt because of it, she would never find peace of mind in her life.
"Promise me you won't get hurt."
Rong Lan looked at Qin Miaomiao, who was blindfolded, with a bitter smile: "Even now, you're still thinking of others."
He looked at the two people standing at the door, and without thinking, started shaking the chair. Eventually, the chair fell, taking him down to the ground with a look of pain.
